Night 43: West Wing, South Hall 1-A

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The halls were empty so far, which was probably a good sign. Suzaku was hoping to get a move-on quickly, so they could hurry up and get Yuffie's sword made. The first night he'd been here, he'd been pulled back to his bed the instant he made it outside, so they'd have to move fast if they wanted to make any decent progress. And right now he couldn't afford to focus on anything but just that, making progress.

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Reno was about to ask about Elena, but the approaching figure distracted him. He tilted his head. Kio. Yeah, he remembered him. Kinda fun. Not a bad kisser. He hadn't expected to run into the guy again, though, but the again, he hadn't given it enough thought to expect not to see him, either.

He shrugged a shoulder, pointed a Rude. "He's running the show. Tell him to haul his ass."

Which was true. Anyway, wasn't like he wanted to lurk here forever, either. That'd be sort of a weird thing to want.

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Next time, Rude wasn't even gonna bother doing nice things for Reno. Even if he'd spent the day pretending to be his partner and trying to h- Rude's face hardened slightly. He couldn't even bring himself to think about what he'd done.

He threw the little medical tub to Kio. If the guy tried to run off...yeah right, good luck.

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Kio didn't like hanging out in corridors like this, not with Soubi gone. It was too damn dark and really, all he wanted was to get the stuff and go. Silently, he watched everyone, not bothering to introduce himself. When Reno pointed to Rude, and the silent one handed the tub, Kio nodded briefly.

"Thank you." He gave the two cigarettes over, as if to show that was as intended. Sou-chan had suffered in parting with them, so Kio could not afford to give the other away. "Have a safe night."

With that, he turned towards M35 and what awaited within.